His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. “It was poison—why not?” she answered. ’ Roding allowed that he had a point, and followed him as he began to mount the stairs. ’ While he trod a deliberate path through the pink saloon towards the door, Gerald encouraged a flow of harmless chatter about the people Madame had met and the parties she had attended. ‘You are mad, if you think he will give you a sou.
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